Richard took a deep look at Kelasu, turned to the dejected Cora and said, "Cora, I order you to have a duel with her
"Really?" Cora's eyes lit up.
He believes that Amy's strength can really cross the five level tower in dozens of seconds. It must be Crassus who taught her special skills, even cheating.
But if he comes to a duel, he is confident that he can win and regain his dignity.
Krasu also looked at Amy and said with a smile, "little Amy, you need to fight with him later. Don't leave your hand, just fight hard."
"Yes, yes." Amy nodded and looked around as if she were looking for something.
With a wave of Richard's hand, a big white circle with a radius of 10 meters appeared in the middle of the first floor of the mage tower. He said in a straight color: "this duel, taking this as the boundary, falls out of the white line, has no resistance, and the one who surrenders himself is the loser.
"Little one, this time I'll let you know what a real level five magician is like!" Cora took a hard look at Amy, went into the circle and said in a loud voice: "mage tower, Cora!"
"Found it!" Amy let go of McGonagall's hand, jumped to the door, like behind the desk in the reception desk, came out with a small chair, and then jumped back into the circle again, leaning on the chair in one hand, and said: "Amy, mcmillary restaurant!"
"What's the Mami restaurant? Is it a restaurant? Or a mysterious organization? "
"But why did she bring a chair? And it's a folding chair. Is she going to use it as a weapon? "
"Is it true that... The injury on Brent's adult's face was caused by a chair?"
All the magicians looked at the scene with a curious look on their faces.
"It's a good advertisement. There's no sense of disobedience." McGonagall nodded approvingly. As the spokesperson of Maimi restaurant, Amy did not forget her identity all the time. However, after going back, maybe we can consider the advertising operation. It's still slow to make money by only opening one restaurant. The expansion needs to be put on the agenda as soon as possible.
However, Amy, leaning on the folding chair, looked at Cora with an old look, which made him think of Sargeras. Didn't the little guy really want to photograph the little boy with the chair?
"The folding chair can be used everywhere in a fight, and it can be used endlessly. The weapons with strong fighting power can be made from local materials instead of sticking to the master's staff. It's really worthy of being my Kelasu's Apprentice." Krasu nodded with approval, and had no opinion about Amy's giving up the wand and choosing the chair.
Cora looked at Amy's chair and frowned, "don't you use a magic wand?"
"Master said that as long as there is magic in the heart, everything is a weapon. Why must we use magic wands? I think the chair is very good. " Amy shrugged and looked puzzled.
"Arrogance Cora's face grew angry, and the little man didn't pay any attention to him.
"This Chinese cabbage is so strange. Why is he angry when I use a chair?" Amy gave Cora a a puzzled look and shook her head again. "Anyway, I just learned the special skill of patting people with a chair from Elena's sister today. Let's try his face first."
Richard took a look at the chair in Amy's hand, and his face was slightly heavy. This kid, like Crassus, didn't give the wizard any face, but it doesn't matter. A girl less than four years old, can she really beat Cora with a chair? Immediately, he said in a loud voice: "you just try your best. If it's dangerous, we will stop it. But once we do it, the protected party will be regarded as a failure. Now, the duel begins! "
Cora held a blue and silver magic wand in his hand, looked at Amy and said with a sneer, "little one, remember, my name is Cora!"
"I think Chinese cabbage is better..." Amy thought for a moment and shook her head.
"You!..." Cora's face turned red.
"Has it begun? Then I'll do it. " Amy looks at Cora and slowly lifts the chair.
"Although Cora was defeated in the chongta duel, I think he still has some chances of winning."
"That's not necessarily. Melee mages are invincible in the same level. The circle is not big. I think Amy has a better chance of winning."
"A magician with a chair versus a magician with a magic wand is a rare duel."
The magicians' faces were full of expectation. No one saw the process of rushing to the tower. No one knew exactly what Amy's strength was. It was still unknown who would win or lose this duel.
"Come on, beat you, I just need a magic." Cora looked at Amy scornfully, and put on a posture of being handsome. The magic wand in her hand pointed at Amy.
As soon as the posture was set, the face of a chair appeared in his sight, and then fell on his face at a speed he could not avoid.
The triple magic shield rose one after another, but it was scattered by the seemingly ordinary wooden chair.
"No!"
With a exclamation, the wooden chair was patted on Cora's face.
"Bang!"
There was a clear sound, sawdust flying all over the sky, Cora flew backward, rubbed on the ground for a while, and then stopped. The left side of his face was swollen.
"This..."
The magicians who were looking forward to a wonderful duel were all stunned. The duel had just begun. Two fires suddenly appeared on Amy's feet, and then instantly appeared in front of Cora. A chair took Cora away.
"I suddenly believe what elder Brent just said..." a magician silently swallowed his saliva. With such speed and strength, even a level seven magician, if he didn't guard for a moment, most of them got the way.
The magician next to him nodded.
"But did Cora lose like this?"
The magicians are in a mixed mood. They look at Kola who falls on the edge of the white line, and they are defeated. If this is spread out, the wizard tower will be shameless.
Cora was also completely confused. The burning pain in his left face constantly reminded him that it was not a dream. But at this moment, he thought that it was just a nightmare. Being patted by a small chair was really unacceptable.
"Cora, do you want to lie down all the time?" Richard gave a roar.
Cora stood up and looked at Richard with a cold face. He felt a little uneasy. He looked back at Amy standing beside him. He was not talking nonsense. The magic wand pointed forward and recited a mantra in his mouth. A water blue Python took shape quickly in front of him and rushed to Amy with a huge mouth open.
"Come out, ugly duckling fat!" Amy pointed at the python in no hurry.